01 – Part I — ECHOES OF MUDIA
"In the heart of the north, where gold bleeds from stone,
The earth keeps a secret too old to be known."
In a cradle of frost, where silence prevails,
Lies the village of Eonys, carved deep in the vale.
The forge burns eternal, the hammer still sings,
But the mountains now whisper far darker things.
They came with fire in eyes and legends behind,
Divine, unnamed heroes...
Each step through the snow a tale to unfold,
Drawn to the forge… and the danger untold.
Buried deep, beyond the flame,
A force unchained, without a name.
Forgotten gods, in molten stone,
The heroes stand — but not alone.
“We sought but a favor… we found a throne.
A crown of ash… upon bone.”
Thirty nights, no stars to light,
In the veins of the world, we battled the night.
Through golems of fire and tunnels unmade,
The pact was forged — and the price was paid.
Buried deep, beyond the flame,
A force unchained, without a name.
Forgotten gods, in molten stone,
The heroes stand — but not alone.
Through quake and fire, they did not flee,
Returned from hell… but what did they see?
“They brought back silence…
but sealed what should never wake.”